Mithra

CHASTE GANGES  {4} Surya was sitting at the table and speaking to Nityhayuvani animatedly. Ronav searched the banquet hall meticulously to find her. At last he saw her with the man he hated the most at any given moment. He clenched his fists. The company for which Ronav worked had launched a new tablet computer model and arranged for a grand party after the launch. Nithyayuvani was a part of the press team who would be the pillars of publicity for the new tablet. Surya was Ronav’s manager and the man who was behind the grand arrangements for the evening. Without deliberating even for another moment, Ronav walked up to their table. He smiled at Surya and beamed at Nithyayuvani. ‘Hi Ron! I thought you were lost in the crowd. What took you so long?’ she asked excitedly. Her enthusiasm was clearly overdone. ‘I was held up with my colleagues. I hope you are enjoying the evening.’ Surya frowned at Ronav. ‘Looks like, you both are well acquainted with each other,’...

CHASTE GANGES   {3} Ronav jogged along the length of the beach. His tired legs were protesting against the new experience. But he did not give up. The cool breeze lovingly caressed his face. The sun had just risen and its orange glow started colouring the sky. After 30 minutes of jogging he reached his destination. He stood there breathing heavily and gazed at her. She was sitting on the beach and watching the sun. Her wavy locks were tied up into a ponytail and a few strands were sticking to her face. Sweat trickled down her forehead, along her neck. Her face was crimson red and had a radiant glow. She did not acknowledge his presence and continued to stare at the horizon. He sat down beside her but made no sound. After a couple of minutes she instantly turned towards him and her jaw dropped in surprise. ‘Hey Ronav! When did you come?’ ‘A few minutes ago. But you were so absorbed in your thoughts that I didn’t disturb you,’ he replied smiling. She frowned at him. ...